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Can You Hear My Cry

by Sam Khan-McIntyre

Cry and cry, till I die

Can you hear,  I want you by me

As we used to play

In the long golden grass, 

My beautiful one. Long gone

Four years, but still with me

 

Played till state authorities saw

And stole from us our life, 

Raped us for themselves 

Persecuted us, we ran, not mad

To escape their tether chains cells

Far away, beyond altitude. 

 

For we are ...

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Sunday 4th November 2018 6:38 pm

But they must have done   Can you hear me   Can you hear my cry   cliffs Moved all mountains   ether   Fast past the sun's rays   from those   Gavin Khan-McIntyre   in the cliffs   in the silent wind   my call   now   Sam Khan-McIntyre   sand   So they would not find us   still Ringing   This time too   Through the sun   tling wash   Up away   We still crying for one-another   write out loud   write out loud.net   writings

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